I love the theatre….I’ve been enamoured with it for the last oh let’s say 5 years, ever since they had their first broadway series and I bought season tickets. Well tickets for Hairspreay went on sale today and I’m going to go with Ms Baker. It’s going to be marvelous. I’ve never actually seen it before, which seems to surprise everyone. How many times do I have to tell them, I’m a late bloomer. I’ve only been gay for a couple of years now… Hmmm, funnily enough it was right about the time I started going to the theatre in the first place. Maybe it’s the air in the hall. That’s the hall over to the left. It’s called Basshall, built by the uber rich Bass family. They built another one quite some years back down in Austin, but this one is newer and shinier. It’s my favorite theatre to attend. It’s absolutely gorgeous inside and no seat is a bad seat well except way at the top and to the right of the stage, you can’t see the whole stage, or maybe I’m just a bit biased about that one visit because I pulled a muscle that day and pretty much aggravated it trying to see the stage…I forget what it was we were watching, I ahd gone with my friend Carolyn, her company had gotten tickets and she invited me. next day, I’m in excruciating pain and have to go to the emergency room. My first time ever in the emergency room, except for the time my brother threw a coffee can at me because I found a marble that he wanted and I wouldn’t give it to him, Two stitches, thank you very much….but I got side tracked. The acoustics are tremendous. Truly, its a beautiful theatre. needless to say I am looking forward to Hairspray.

Anyway…onto other happenings. Went out to S4 Thursday night with Jennifer G. It was fun. Saw Chris out there and we hung out for a bit. A couple of his friends danced in the dance off . It was really slim pickings, but that seems to be the case these days. I was even given a number, not that I intend to call it, he wasn’t exactly my type in the least bit. And maybe it was a bit odd that he was calling me a prophet and all this other gobbledy gook that just made me think, uhm, no thanks. Or maybe it was the proposition that he put somewhat less tactfully. I told him I was a good southern baptist,…maybe that’s where the prophet stuff came in to play. I don’t know.
You know, I spent the majority of yesterday, copying and pasting all my old journals into a word document from like 5 different blogging sites….diaryland, journalspace, livejournal, myspace and xanga…..after all was said and done, except that I haven’t done myspace or xanga yet, but after all was said and done yesterday, I had over 600,000 words and almost 600 pages of text. Who would have thought the last 5 years I would have had so much to say. But let me tell you, memory lane, while sometimes such a delightful trip, proves to be rather bumpy and chaotic too. The ups and downs, the friendships, the loves, not to mention the mere day to day events and stuff….it was kinda weird, like I was reliving it all again just in a fast forward type of motion. I have a picture up of the first casualty of the War on Terror….sadly I don’t know anyone who would remember his name….I have an entry about 9/11….the space shuttle disaster….my trip to london…..
I still have to edit it though….because some of them I wrote simultaneously….like the one titled Catharsis, I was writing at the same time I had a secret one about being in love with Derek,….which was before I started writing the one called Empty Closet…..but just by the mere titles you can see my transition from quiet unassuming straight guy to the bright and cheerful, proud albeit still a bit introverted gay man….hehe….it’s all there….a nice little chronology with all the drama that goes with it. LOL….James Frey ain’t got nothing on me….Dear Oprah, I have a memoir for you and it’s not embellished or altered to protect the innocent….lol….except for the “it’s all in the numbers entry” about the birthday escapade that we all took part in one year for Wade’s birthday….oh that was hilarious….I laughed so hard when I reread that, because the night was such a disaster….
I’m so ready for a vacation. Reading about my last one makes me want to go again, even if its the same place and doing the same things. It was fun, except for the Starbuck hot chocolate incident. Nothing like walking the streets of London with hot chocolate spilled all down your front and having to walk back to the hotel and change. But still, all in all, a quite delightful time. It was London afterall.
Work has been rather blah lately. Aside from the fact that my boss has been on vacation this week, which is always nice, still we’ve had people call in and no show and everything that makes being in charge suck. But our calendar kiosks both go down next week so that will be teh end of that, thank goodness. And my schedule next week is actually good. I actually have a Saturday off. I think this will be the first Saturday that I’ve had off since I came back to this store, which was last January. So I should celebrate that in style. What to do? I dunno yet, but I’ve a week to think about it. Yay.
Okay, I think that should be it, I have to get ready for work, since I’m not off this Saturday. sigh.